Chapter 474: Chapter 364: Blood Raven Clan
It turned out that, being sentinels for the Eternal Emperor Rongka, the Yakshas seemed not to be fond of Rongka. At the same time, they also didn’t like Rongka’s army because Rongka merely wished to exploit the Yakshas as sentinels. Despite inheriting the intelligence of the Hellish Blood Ravens, they did not gain more power. In a place like Hell, wisdom is far less important than strength. In Rongka’s army, the Yakshas were totally a bunch of pathetic creatures being ordered about.
In Hell, Rongka hardly participated in any battles, but he was filled with curiosity. Since he was too powerful, both his spirit and will were firmly bound in the deepest layer of Hell, so the Yakshas became his only way to learn about the multiverse. Rongka sent out many Yakshas. When they returned, Rongka would personally read their memories and share what they had seen and heard.
A journey through the multiverse is lethal to powerful beings, but it poses no danger to delicate Yakshas. To satisfy Rongka’s curiosity, the Yakshas had to make frequent contact with powerhouses in various universes. As a result, they became Rongka’s most heavily damaged force.
If the Hellish Blood Ravens were a group of blockheads who only knew how to eat and sleep, then they might live quite well in Hell. However, the Blood Ravens were very intelligent, and they might even be smarter than the Eternal Emperor Rongka had estimated.
Every once in awhile, the infected Blood Ravens would send the youngest and strongest warriors in the tribe to Rongka. And Rongka would personally transform them into hideous Yakshas- yes, Rongka was too bored that he always did these things himself. However, he probably did it too many times to guarantee each success.
Among all the Yakshas, some were not entirely infected and still retained their consciousness. They survived the battles again and again.
The Yaksha in front was one of them, retaining the consciousness of a Hellish Blood Raven. It absorbed all the power of the Yakshas in an attempt to save its life because it sensed danger. However, when Long Yi approached it, its locked giant genes resonated with Long Yi. That’s why it stopped attacking Long Yi. It’s a pity that its other two heads were not under its control at the time.
That was the whole process.
Little Zi had monitored the condition of the Yaksha throughout the entire process and did not find any abnormalities.
"So, how can I help you?"
Long Yi asked.
"As you’re the omnipotent Giant, I hope you can help me cure the infection of the Hell sludge and restore my beautiful crimson feathers."
The Yaksha said.
That’s a bit difficult.
Long Yi had some knowledge about Hell sludge.
In Hell, there are two sources of life. One type of creature is God’s failed creations. God threw all his unsatisfactory works here and let them live or die on their own.
The second source was the life that originated here.
Two places in Hell nurtured life, the first was the Endless Sea of Blood, and the second was the Black Swamp.
The life born from the Endless Sea of Blood did not possess great power and was relatively peaceful, typically not too aggressive. But the life that emerged from the Black Swamp was extremely powerful and filled with chaos and destruction.
The Eternal Emperor discovered the unprecedented power contained in the Black Swamp and used it for himself, infecting all the life he wanted to control with the sludge from the swamp.
This also applied to the Yaksha.
However, the Giants didn’t delve too deeply into this substance. Because of the hostile environment of Hell, the Giants gradually abandoned it. Moreover, by then, the Giants had begun to try to create life on their own.
"I really hope to assist you, but currently, I’m not sure how much help I could provide in treating the infection of Hell sludge. I might need a series of experiments." Long Yi immediately explained.
"I see... Thank you. But I hope you could be faster. There is a time limit for every Yaksha’s departure from Hell. I have only three days left. If I cannot get rid of the control of the Hell sludge, I will be forcibly teleported back. My memory will be forcibly read, and by then, Rongka will discover your presence... If you truly cannot cure me, please shatter my soul directly after two days. I can’t let Rongka discover you because you are the only hope for our raven tribe."
After uttering these words, the Yaksha shrunk into a corner and stopped moving. Little Zi looked at Long Yi and nodded lightly. Obviously, the Yaksha spoke the truth, and what moved Long Yi was that it considered its tribe so much!
"Don’t worry, I will figure out a way as soon as possible. Once I, Long Yi, promise something, I never back out!"
Unconsciously, Long Yi had already viewed this matter as his first confrontation with Hell.
Helping this Yaksha while also gaining a deep understanding of Hell sludge and Hell’s power—it was a win-win situation!
Moreover, it could be considered as essentially defeating Rongka, right?
Thinking about it this way, he was even a little excited!
When he came out of the research center in the morning, he saw four young people yawning at the door.
Three men and one woman, the three men were naturally Wesley, The Chef, and Mosquito. As for the woman, it was Zhu Na.
"You four, not going to sleep, why are you squatting here?" Long Yi asked with a smile.
"I did sleep, but as for why we woke up so early, you can ask this jerk." Wesley pointed at the Chef’s nose, his eyes bloodshot.
"He he, we will be careful next time, we will be careful!" The Chef scratched his head, and Zhu Na beside him blushed and violently twisted his arm. The Chef’s smile immediately distorted.
"Brother Long, good morning."
Zhu Na, holding the Chef’s arm, came out and blushed to greet Long Yi.
"Ahem, well, let’s talk about this later, what are you guys doing?"
"Well, today’s celebration activities have been postponed until tomorrow, but all the merchants put out a lot of good things as usual. We thought about going out to have some fun together."
Wesley said.
A playdate?
Normally, Long Yi wouldn’t refuse such things. But right now... Long Yi indeed didn’t have the time.
"Ah— I’m afraid that’s not possible. I have some pressing matters that I can’t delay." Long Yi said apologetically.
"About a girl?" Wesley playfully asked.
"Girl my foot! Serious business!" Long Yi couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.
"What do you think, sister-in-law?"
The sweet-talking Wesley turned to Ai Lin. The mention of "sister-in-law" made Ai Lin blush with happiness, and her eyes crinkled up like crescent moons.
"Brother Long really has something to do, he can’t hang out." Ai Lin told Wesley.
"How about this, it’s quite rare to have a vacation, why don’t all of you go and have fun. I have to attend to some tasks, but I will join you guys once I finish." Long Yi proposed.
"No problem, let’s go together." Ai Lin quickly said to Long Yi.
"Never mind, you are always running around with me all day, go shopping with them, and take Little Zi along." Long Yi pulled out Little Zi who had sneakily hidden within his body.
"Alright, I’m leaving first, you guys go and have fun." After speaking, Long Yi hurriedly left.
"He’s certainly going to meet a girl." Wesley muttered.
"Stop with the girl nonsense, let’s go!" Isrile grabbed the head of Wesley and placed him in front.
"My head! My head is about to fall off!"
Although it is early morning, shopkeepers have already opened their stores. Every shopkeeper prepared their most exquisite goods, waiting for the wealthy people to splurge during the New Year’s vacation.
However, it was obvious that Wesley was not thinking about shopping. Most of his attention was focused on Suolin.
All the way, Suolin quietly followed Ai Lin. Occasionally, she would utter a few words. It didn’t sound like her voice was coming from beneath a mask.
While waiting for the ladies, Wesley had to close his eyes to rest a few times. He glanced around and saw that Mosquito was also resting.
"Hey, how about it." Wesley asked quietly.
"Don’t even mention it, I’ve been looking all the way, my eyes are all blurry." Mosquito replied.
"Humph, you two good-for-nothings, were you staring at her chest all the time?" The chef joined in, his face full of contempt.
"Alright, stop pretending, look at your inner arm, are there any good muscles left?" Wesley scoffed.
"Damn, I don’t want to look either! But when walking, there’s a bounce, how could I not see?" The chef cried out.
"Isrile’s are much bigger than hers, why don’t you go and watch!" Wesley scorned.
"Damn, that lady is pure man, am I looking for death?" The chef retorted with a disdainful look.
"What do you think, who is she?" Wesley suddenly asked in a low voice.
"I don’t know, but she surely is no ordinary person." Mosquito softly replied.
"Well, I know she is not ordinary. How can an ordinary person have such a big...And they don’t sag at all!" Wesley exclaimed.
"We saw her transform into a dragon with our own eyes yesterday." The chef added.
"I am a dragon, not a human." A faint voice sounded.
The three men jumped a bit in shock, and then Suolin appeared next to them.
"Hehe, hello."
The men’s faces turned awkward. Discussing a woman’s chest only to find out she had heard everything was too much to bear no matter how thick-skinned one was.
"It’s okay. Hearing you guys, I am quite pleased."
Yes, Suolin was really happy. From these men’s words, she only heard about her attractiveness and didn’t hear any doubts about her hiding behind a mask.
And this charm, if it worked on these three, it would undoubtedly work on Long Yi as well.
Even if you are a giant, you are still a man, aren’t you?
"Thank you for your compliments. Continue chatting."
With that, Suolin cheerfully stood up and walked into the shop. Her brisk footsteps resounded on the ground with a series of crisp sounds. In the original spot, only the three hapless men were left, wondering what to say next. (To be continued... If you like this work, please come to (qidian.com) and cast your recommendation votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
